After the divorce, I wanted to give up, but the Prime Minister took me into his arms in the street

However, how can one easily talk about such humiliation and pain?

Once he says it, wouldn't he be convicted of framing Ling Mohui?

Fu Yansheng waved away Li Yunfei and the servants around him, leaving behind silence. His eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at Zhang Xiyue: "What you did really disappoint me!"

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and the butler hurriedly reported: "Master Zou wants to see you now!"

"Please let him in." Fu Yansheng's voice was indifferent, as if he had made all preparations.

The atmosphere in the hall froze instantly.

Zou Boyuan walked in, and when he faced Fu Yansheng, a trace of guilt and uneasiness flashed across his face. He lowered his head and said in a heavy voice: "Yansheng, I know that this time it is indeed my fault. For Miss Zhang, I will take the responsibility I should bear!"

"You must have heard about the rumors in the outside world, right?" Fu Yansheng's voice was low and serious, and it was obvious that he took the matter very seriously.

Zou Boyuan nodded silently, and then made a firm statement: "Don't worry, I will clarify to the public that everything is due to the feelings between me and Miss Zhang, and it has nothing to do with the Fu family and the Prime Minister's wife."

"I'm glad you understand. So, from now on, Zhang Xiyue's future will be arranged by you."

Fu Yansheng's words were devoid of emotion and extremely cold.

Zhang Xiyue's eyes were filled with tears. She pulled Fu Yansheng's collar, her voice choked with sobs, and she pleaded, "Cousin, I'm not married yet, I don't want to leave the Fu Mansion like this!"

Guo also realized that the crisis was lurking, and interrupted anxiously: "Yan Sheng, are you going to... kick us out of the house?"

Zhang Xiyue burst into tears and shook her head desperately: "No, cousin, I don't want to leave!"

Fu Yansheng's face remained cold and hard: "This is not something you can choose, cousin. I once gave you a chance to change, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it."

After saying this, he did not stop and turned to Zou Boyuan and ordered: "Zou Boyuan, take them away."

Fu Yansheng's words were so powerful that no one dared to disobey him. Even his close friend Zou Boyuan had no choice but to obey his orders. He supported Zhang Xiyue, who looked distraught, and Guo, who was in tears, and slowly disappeared out the door.

It was not until Zhang Xiyue's crying gradually faded away and merged into the deep night that Ling Mohui let out a breath quietly, with a faint ironic smile on the corner of her mouth: "What a wonderful show, it's time for me to leave."

"Wait." Fu Yansheng's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Ling Mohui's steps as she was about to leave.

Ling Mo paused, turned around, and looked directly at Fu Yansheng with eyes as sharp as torches: "What else?"

Fu Yansheng's brows were filled with worry, and he said in a deep voice: "I am willing to try to make up for the harm Xiyue has caused you. However, I hope you can show mercy and stop being too harsh on your cousin."

Ling Mohui sneered, seeming to sneer at Fu Yansheng's opinion: "In your eyes, Fu Yansheng, can I only play the despicable role of someone who schemes in secret?"

She didn't bother to defend herself, but just raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Hmm? Then may I ask, how do you plan to compensate me for this series of innocent involvement and reputation damage?"

"Just tell me what you want." Fu Yansheng's tone was filled with mixed emotions.

"Gold, silver and jewelry are as easy as pie in the sky for me in this bustling world, but what I really desire deep in my heart, don't you realize it at all?"

Ling Mohui's gaze was as indifferent as water, lightly sweeping past Fu Yansheng, with an untouchable sense of distance in her words.

Fu Yansheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and anger flashed across his eyes: "Ling Mohui! Don't push your luck!"

"If you can't give it, why bother making empty promises? The pain she caused me is a deep abyss that you can never make up for in your lifetime. Even if we take a step back, her hurt is nothing compared to the impact you have planted in my heart."

Ling Mohui's words were calm but sharp, and every word was weighty.

After saying this, he turned around, his clothes fluttering, and strode out of the hall without looking back, leaving behind only that lonely and arrogant back.

……

The moment she stepped into Bailingxuan, Ling Mohui's eyes were involuntarily attracted by a familiar figure in the courtyard.

"Fangfang?" There was a hint of surprise and joy in his tone.

When Yuan Fangfang heard the call, she stood up from the stone bench nervously, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands unconsciously: "Mohui, last time... I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so impulsive and hit you..."

Her voice was filled with guilt and uneasiness.

Ling Mohui suddenly came back to her senses, took a few steps forward, and said gently, "Fangfang, I can understand your feelings for Master Xu. Your reaction is understandable under such circumstances."

Hearing this, Yuan Fangfang smiled with relief, and quickly stepped forward to hug Ling Mohui tightly: "Mohui, I have decided to let go of Master Xu! He first deceived me, and then framed others. Such a person is not worth my sadness."

Ling Mohui felt warm in her heart and patted Yuan Fangfang's back gently. She was about to mention that the Master Xu she met on the boat did not seem to be the same person, but was interrupted by Yuan Fangfang unexpectedly.

"Forget it, let's not mention Master Xu anymore. I have decided to forget about it completely."

Yuan Fangfang said it resolutely, but the loneliness in her eyes was hard to conceal.

Ling Mohui sighed softly, keenly aware that this was not the best time to discuss the matter, so she decided to put it aside for the time being and find another opportunity.

"In fact, even if you don't come to see me, I am planning to come and visit you. Fangfang, no matter what happens, you must remember that I will always be your strongest supporter and will never betray you."

Ling Mohui held Yuan Fangfang's hand tightly, her voice gentle but firm.

Yuan Fangfang nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes: "I believe you, Mohui! We will always be best friends!"

"I'm your host tonight. Please have a drink at Yuexuan Tower. Don't leave until you're drunk!"

Yuan Fangfang smiled brightly, waved her hand grandly, took Ling Mohui and walked out.

Stepping into the private room reserved in Yuexuan Building, Wei Ruoming had been waiting for a long time. He stood tall and had a warm smile.

Ling Mohui looked at Yuan Fangfang in surprise: "You actually invited the prince?"

Wei Ruoming stood up and smiled: "Don't you welcome me?"

"How dare I." Ling Mo responded with a smile, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Yuan Fangfang raised her glass and said in a clear voice: "Tonight, let's not go home until we are drunk!"

As time went by, Yuan Fangfang's cheeks gradually turned red and her eyes became blurry, revealing that she was drunk because she had a poor alcohol tolerance.

Seeing this, Wei Ruoming quietly pulled Ling Mohui aside and asked in a low voice, "What stimulated her?"

"It's just some small emotional setbacks." Ling Mohui replied softly.

Wei Ruoming nodded, and then said to Yuan Fangfang loudly: "Yuan Fangfang, listen, there are thousands of good men in this world, why do you have to hang yourself on a tree?"